Just like that, the time it took to drink a cup of tea passed, and the Purple Heart Earth Fire had already climbed to the insane price of thirty-five million. One had to understand that sect contribution points were extraordinarily hard to come by; even among late-stage Dongxuan Realm cultivators, there were few who could earn that many over several hundred years.
Taking ten thousand steps back, even if one had enough exchange value, whether one was willing to part with it was another matter entirely. After all, thirty-five million sect contribution points were already enough to exchange for several powerful Ancient Treasures, or other spirit pills and miraculous medicines.
The Purple Heart Earth Fire was good, but not everyone needed it so urgently.
Even if one wanted to refine a treasure, one could use a lower-grade earth fire instead. Why insist on fighting until heads were broken over such a treasure? Thinking it over carefully, it was somewhat not worth it.
Of course, everyone's circumstances were different, so this could not be generalized.
At this moment, with the Purple Heart Earth Fire having climbed to such an insane price, quite a few Dongxuan Realm old monsters had already begun beating the retreating drum.
Yet just then, a somewhat hoarse voice entered their ears.
"Fifty million."
"What?"
Many people thought they had heard wrong. Even the horse-faced old man presiding over the auction had a look of astonishment on his face. Although there was no restriction at all on the amount one could raise the bid, increasing it by fifteen million sect contribution points in one breath was far too insane.
Even Lin Xuan was stunned. He turned his head toward the sound and saw that the speaker was a cultivator dressed in coarse hemp clothing.
He looked to be